Turn Off the Lights and Go to Sleep

Must my love live separately?

Next to me? Across the sea?

How often will I know the warmth of their bed?

We’ve got to keep the fire burning

rekindling when the flames flicker low

Trust in the embers glow

that’s the pumping of my heart

and your heart

pummeling through our beautiful veins until

your tunnel-and-flame is rumbled

by my bullet train.

This is where we learn to stay sane:

In the laughter of your touch

in the fondling of your blush we climax

like the gold rush

wake up in the bed

of milk and honey where we untangle

each other's knots with each story that unfolds

every memory gets told

the heat never grows cold

even in winter’s tight shoulders.

As our familiarity makes us bolder

like the bedrock of time,

it erodes to sand so

we remain molten and

keep our insides inside until the stars align

Your plate is thrust up and so is mine

higher and higher our mountain climbs

until we make it above the tree line

then I’ll see your breathless views divine.

But if those stars remain in disarray

as we prowl about our everyday

Then we’ve got to find a way

to keep the banal at bay

So we celebrate golden rays

which never cease to amaze

even when those clouds decide to stay

we pray for rain to shower

our garden flowers

When my mood turns sour

you remind me to give it an hour, stay awake

because every moment is at stake

and love only takes boredom to break

the link of the chain, separate the cars of a train

I promise I’ll never get bored

as long as I’m aboard

All my doubts ignored

every sunset adored.

When reach the shore

where all good things come to pass

We’ll just flip our hourglass

but first I’ll fill both my hands:

one with you,

the other with sand

so next time we have just a little more

On our way down to the ocean floor

as the tide kisses our feet

We’ll turn off the lights and go to sleep.